Louis wasn’t ready to see Harry, but knew he couldn’t avoid Harry for long because he’s friends with Zayn and Liam, too.
Despite Harry’s nerves, he was ready to confront Louis; he knew he wasn’t doing it in the best way, but he was doing it in the way he wanted to, because he was angry.
It didn’t take long to find Louis, because he could only be in one place: the theater. Harry walked in the door closest to the stage, slamming the door behind him which made everyone stare.
“Tomlinson!”
“Oh god,” Louis muttered.
Everyone looked confused, especially Zayn and Liam.
“What the fuck!?” Harry shouted, “Way to send mixed signals, real nice. Get a guys hopes up and then screw him over. Thanks a lot.” And with that, without any response, Harry left, leaving everyone staring at Louis.
Louis was embarrassed because why would Harry do that in front of everyone, leaving them all staring at Louis? He was also completely confused because what did Harry mean?! Mixed signals, get a guys hopes up? Did that mean he liked the kiss? Because it sure didn’t look like it!
How was Louis supposed to concentrate on the play now? He felt like a total douche, he had to apologize, explain himself, something! He didn’t think that would be easy to do though because Harry is mad.
When the bell rang Louis was glad to jump off the stage and go talk to Liam. “Got a minute, Li?” He tapped on Liam’s shoulder from behind.
Liam turned around and smiled when he saw Louis. “Please tell me this isn’t about the play.”
“It’s not.”
Liam sighed with relief, “Thank god, I’ve been getting dumb questions all day. What’s up?”
“I actually wanted to know, uhm… What do you do when you and Zayn fight?”
Liam wasn’t expecting that at all. “Uh, cry.”
They both chuckled, and Louis asked, “Well how do you make up?”
“Do you really wanna know?”
Louis’ mouth dropped, and they laughed again, “I’m kidding, Lou! Kinda. Well, is this about you and Harry?”
Louis’ head dropped with shame, “Yes.”
“Well,” Liam shrugged, “The best thing to do with Harry is to explain yourself. He’ll probably forgive you, but he’s stubborn. You’ll have to get him, corner him or something.”
Louis nodded. If that was how he had to do it, then he would. “Can I skip free period practice to do it?”
“Sure. Half the actors aren’t here today anyway.” Liam rolled his eyes, and Louis giggled at him, walking off to class together.
Harry figured that since Zayn witnessed everything, he’d try to give Harry his ‘words of wisdom’ during first period, but Zayn just sat back in his chair, texting and pretending to pay attention. Harry guessed what Zayn would say, stuff like “you’re overreacting” and “give Louis another chance” but Zayn knows Harry’s stubborn, so that’s probably why he didn’t say anything.
When free period rolled around, Louis began to feel a bit mad; not at Harry, but just in general; he had to find Harry and explain himself.
Louis went to Harry’s theater, but it was empty when he got there; that was definitely unusual. The only other place Harry could be was the locker room, and even though Louis could get caught, and that would most likely lead to some sort of punishment, it was worth it, so he opened the door, and there was Harry, standing at his locker.
Harry turned around when he heard the door open and close; it wasn’t who Harry expected it to be. They made eye contact; just kind of stared at each other.
Then Harry said, “I don’t want to hear it.”
“Harry-“
“No!”
Louis ran towards Harry before he could leave, grabbed his arm, shoved Harry into one of the dressing rooms and locked the door, blocking so Harry couldn’t leave.
“Now, don’t talk, and let me explain,” Louis insisted harshly.
“This is kidnapping!”
“Be quiet, Styles.”
“Sassy.”
“Hush!” Louis snapped, “Now, I only ignored you because whenever I kissed you, you looked shocked-“
“But-“ Harry tried to interrupt but Louis covered his mouth.
“You looked shocked and I didn’t want to hear the “let’s just be friends” talk, because obviously I have feelings for you and if you didn’t feel the same it would ruin everything. But, after you shouting at me this morning, what you said, I was confused and now, you may speak.”
Harry sighed with relief and began to explain, “I looked shocked because I was. Not bad shocked, though! I have feelings for you too, so that’s kind of what I was trying to say this morning!”
Louis tried to hide his blushing, “Oh. But, aren’t you mad at me?”
“Less now because you explained yourself. I’m kind of stubborn, sorry.” Harry half smiled.
“I know you are.”
“Hey!” Harry fake gasped, “I’m hurt!”
“Really?” Louis rolled his eyes with a giggle, “You’re a bad actor.”
“Oh so now that we’re okay, it’s fine to pick on me!?” They both laughed.
“So, we’re okay?”
“We’re okay.”
They hugged, both feeling happy now that everything was mostly resolved. The only thing that they were both confused about now was: what did this make them? They both have feelings for each other, so, they shouldn’t stay just friends, right?
Either of them weren’t sure, but figured they’d find out soon because Louis invited Harry to his flat.

Notes

so yeah, almost over! theres 16 chapters, so
but i really wanna write another fanfic soon, im just trying to gather some ideas